When Ling Yanyan came out of the factory, it was already evening and the sky was dark. "Assistant Ling Te, please go slowly." The factory manager walked her to the door.
"Thank you very much, Manager Xu, for your warm hospitality today. I will go back first." Ling Yanyan bowed and thanked her.
The red car slid through the night and disappeared into the night. Ling Yanyan slowed down and rubbed her sore shoulders. Hey, she was just the president's assistant, but the factory manager warmly entertained her and asked her to
He sat in the office all day without doing anything and even prepared a sumptuous dinner for her.
Feng Zhiming was sitting in the office, looking at the dark night. She had been gone all day, why hadn't she come back yet? She picked up the phone on her desk and dialed a number.
"President, hello, hello!" As soon as Manager Xu received Feng Zhiming's call, he bowed even if he didn't face to face.
"Where's Assistant Ling? Are you still in the factory?" Feng Zhiming didn't care at all about his attitude. He just wanted to know where Ling Yanyan was, but he didn't want to lower his face and call Ling Yanyan. It was obvious that he was
He sent her out because of male chauvinism.
"Oh, Assistant Ling, she has already left. President, I followed Assistant Li's instructions to entertain Assistant Ling well, and prepared a sumptuous dinner for her. Assistant Ling left not long ago," Manager Xu began.
Taotao kept talking.
Feng Zhiming simply hummed, hung up the phone, and sat back at his desk.
Ling Yanyan drove her car close to the city. The car turned to the right according to the signal light. Suddenly a child ran out. Ling Yanyan turned the steering wheel quickly, but the car crashed into the flower bed on the left. The left front part of the car had changed.
After losing consciousness, Ling Yanyan's head hit the car window, blood dripping from her forehead, "Well, it hurts."
Ling Yanyan used her remaining consciousness to take the bag placed on the passenger seat, but her cell phone rang at the same time, and the "Hello" voice was so weak that she could barely hear it.
"Yanyan, what's wrong with you?" Li Minghao's voice came from the other end of the phone.
As soon as Ling Yanyan heard his voice, "Minghao, my car crashed."
"Okay, wait for me, I'll be here soon." The call was hung up, and Li Minghao appeared at the place where Ling Yanyan said as quickly as possible.
"Yanyan!" Li Minghao saw the injury on Ling Yanyan's forehead, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. "Is there any other injury?"
Ling Yanyan shook her head, "No."
"Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital." Li Minghao picked her up and walked into the car, "Did you call him?"
"No." Ling Yanyan originally wanted to call him, but she was afraid that he would be worried.
"I'll call him." Li Minghao took out his cell phone, but Ling Yanyan held him back, "No! I don't want him to worry too much."
Li Minghao took one look at her and had no choice but to give up and drive her directly to the hospital.
"How is it? Is it serious?" Li Minghao asked the doctor anxiously.
The doctor disinfected the wound on her forehead, applied some liquid on it, put some gauze on it, and hung up a bottle of liquid medicine. "It's not too serious, but you need to pay attention to the wound. I'll prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs."
"Don't you need to be hospitalized?" Li Minghao looked at her pale face. Although the wound had been treated, she still looked weak, as if she was about to faint at any time.
The doctor smiled and said, "No, she was just frightened. Just go back and have a good rest."
After hearing what the doctor said, Li Minghao felt relieved and picked up Ling Yanyan and walked out of the hospital.
"I'll take you back." Li Minghao said to Ling Yanyan who was sitting in the passenger seat.
Ling Yanyan's little hand held his sleeve, "No, don't, he will be worried if I look like this."
"Okay, let's go to my villa first that night." Li Minghao's big hand held her slightly cold hand tightly.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Okay, let's take a rest first." She pressed the button and let the car's seat back gradually lie flat, and then took a thin blanket from the back seat of the car to cover her body.
The black BMW drove slowly on the road, and Li Minghao was afraid that the speed would make her uncomfortable.
The journey that was supposed to take half an hour ended up driving for nearly an hour. The car was parked in the garage. Ling Yanyan seemed to be very tired, but still slept soundly. Li Minghao opened the car door, picked her up gently, and let her sleep.
Return to the room on the second floor.
As soon as Ling Yanyan lay on the bed, her eyes slowly opened, "We're here, I fell asleep."
"It's okay, I wish you could sleep until dawn?" Her sleep became lighter.
Ling Yanyan sat up with difficulty, "I want to call him and talk to him."
Can you find any reason?
Ling Yanyan held the phone tightly, and after a long time, she dialed the number, "Where are you? Why haven't you come back yet?" As soon as the phone was picked up, Feng Zhiming's displeased voice came.
Ling Yanyan pursed her lips, he was angry.
"I'm sorry, I met an old friend, so I won't go back tonight. I also want to take a few days off, is that okay?" Ling Yanyan thought on her knees and guessed that Feng Zhiming wouldn't believe it.
Feng Zhiming said nothing and remained silent, "Zhiming, don't you agree? Then I won't ask for leave."
"It's okay. Since my friend is here, let's stay with her for two days!" Feng Zhiming's voice was obviously unhappy, but he still agreed.
"Thank you, I will go back to work as soon as possible." Ling Yanyan hung up the phone, "Minghao, thank you too."
Li Minghao sat down by the bed, "Silly Yanyan, you must be careful when driving in the future! Fortunately, it's not serious today."
A smile appeared on Ling Yanyan's pale face, "I will be careful next time."
"As long as I'm here, I won't let you drive again." Li Minghao said to her.
"Minghao, you can be domineering sometimes!" Ling Yanyan smiled and leaned on his shoulder.
"Any man can be domineering. Okay, you should take a rest." Li Minghao looked at her playful look and finally raised the corners of his mouth.
Ling Yanyan lay down quietly, her eyes closed, covered with long curled eyelashes.
Li Minghao turned off the crystal chandelier, leaving only a table lamp on the bedside table. He dimmed the light and sat down beside him.
Feng Zhiming couldn't blame Yanyan for being injured, but when he saw her injured look, his heart still hurt.
In order to be afraid that something would happen to her, Li Minghao stayed with her bedside. However, in the middle of the night, Ling Yanyan suddenly started to have a fever, "Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming."
Li Minghao brought a towel and put it on her forehead. He began to sweat coldly and his consciousness became blurry. "Yanyan, are you okay? Can you answer me?" Li Minghao frowned even more tightly.
Ling Yanyan frowned and kept calling Feng Zhiming.
Li Minghao reluctantly called Feng Zhiming's cell phone, but no one answered. It was not until the nth time that the phone was picked up.
"Mr. Li, do you have a problem with me? Don't you think it's immoral to disturb other people's good things by calling so late?" Feng Zhiming's voice came lazily.
Li Minghao heard a woman's gasping and moaning coming from the phone.